Mouse is not a low-level fake passport maker. His ticket purchase process is to first enter the national household registration registration center, create the identity information of four people out of thin air, and then use a virus to deceive the system's automatic review process, allowing new users to evade
Security check every 15 seconds.
With the new identity, it was necessary to hack into the main database of the Immigration and Entry Administration and create 4 non-existent passports out of thin air. In order to reduce suspicion, the flight records for these passports in the past few years were fabricated. In order to load the flight
records, and also hacked into the airline's information database to add these non-existent flight records.
This will cause the airline's accounts to fail to match. It is estimated that the accounting department will continue to check the revenue errors in the books in the next six months, but these will not immediately trigger an investigation by the Immigration Administration.
When this is over, when Mouse goes to buy a ticket, it can no longer be regarded as smuggling, because all the identity information is "real", more real than pearls. As for appearance, in fact, it has not been the information that the customs pays most attention to. After all, China
With such a big, super imitation show broadcast every day, it is too easy to find a dozen people who look exactly the same. So the identity information and criminal records in the computer are the most critical...
Normally, it would take a team of hackers to complete such a thing, which would take about 60 days to half a year, and there is a 99.8% chance that the water meter will be "checked" or "delivered" before the task is completed.
And just 5 minutes after Shisan put the fruit fork on the mouse's neck, he had completed all the above tasks.
"Hackers are so awesome, so fast?" Thirteen said with shame.
"It's already considered slow. If you hadn't held your hard dick against me, I could have been faster." Mouse said with displeasure.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Master!" Shisan quickly threw away his fork and approached, "By the way, I have several *** sites, and I want to register as a member but I can't get the activation code. Master, can you help me get it?"
"I'm a monster-level super hacker, and you actually asked me to help you hack the website?" Mouse felt humiliated, but he couldn't help it with the violent joke of Thirteen, so he could only sigh, "Black information is very fast, but passports
There is a time limit for production, and it won’t be available until tomorrow morning at the earliest.
I bought a flight ticket to Jiaofen Changshanqi at noon tomorrow, which is located at the southernmost tip of the main island of Jiaofen Country. Because the airport security procedures in each country are divided according to levels. The closer to the capital, the lower the security level.
There are also fewer steps to conduct an audit.
For the sake of safety, start from a distance and go overland wherever you want to go. Anyway, the foot basin is only a little bigger and the transportation is still developed."
"Yeah, that's fine, but what's the name? Why am I called Bu Yaonian?" Thirteen saw the name displayed on the computer screen.
"You go to other people's homes in the middle of the night to kidnap and extort money, ask for help and ask for money. Is there anything more shameless than this?" Mouse said with disdain.
"You can call it whatever you want. Just hurry up and get a passport. I'm going back first. By the way, eat this." Thirteen took out an unknown white short stick-shaped object from his pocket.
"What..." Before Mouse could say the word "西", Thirteen grabbed his throat and forced it into his mouth.
The mouse was forced to chew it twice, and it was full of milky flavor. In terms of texture and taste, it was exactly the same as White Rabbit milk candy.
"This thing is called Xiba Bakuchi Life-Destroying Pill. Once you take it, you must take the antidote every day. If you don't take the medicine for more than 24 hours, your chest will burst and bleed to death." Thirteen said seriously.
"Damn it, you're fooling me into not knowing about poisons? How can there be such a weird poison as the weird bakuchi pills that dogs say? The taste is clearly like toffee, and the name was made up by you, right?" The mouse was already amused by this.
I can't bear it anymore.
"This is Xiba Bakuchi Pill, not a weird bakuchi pill. This is a magical poison from Bangzi Country. It is known as another great contribution of Bangzi Country to the world besides spicy cabbage. You can think that I am talking nonsense, but my breasts are bursting.
Just don't blame me later.
No one can solve this medicine except me, so don't expect to call the police or ask for help. The money belongs to others, but the breasts belong to you, understand?" Thirteen warned like a stinky hooligan.
"You're lucky. I've already been ostracized in the Underworld Bureau. I'm just a friend of Yunbao. If I report her dream lover again, I'll probably be stabbed to death by the bed beast she summoned. I'll be at the airport tomorrow.
See you." Mouse sighed, and when he met Master Thirteen, he just thought he was unlucky.
"Good brother, we will share seeds from now on!" Thirteen patted the mouse on the shoulder and left in a dazed manner.
The team has been formed, and Thirteen's trip to the footbath is on the line, so he has to stop.
At the same time, the famous Tokyo Bay was completely blocked, and a black convoy drove into the seaside warehouse and stopped at the door of one of them.
Tong, who was leading the guard on the car, and other security personnel opened the door and rushed down quickly before the car stopped. They quickly established a surrounding warning zone to ensure that there was no danger within several kilometers, and the main car had stopped.
Tong backed up to the car door with a cold face, and opened the car door cautiously. And the person who walked out was none other than the new Prime Minister Anbei Wanren!
With a standard middle-parted hair and an extremely erotic smile, An Bei straightened his suit and got out of the car. The security personnel quickly gathered and formed a human wall to protect him as he walked into the brightly lit restaurant.
Inside the warehouse.
In the middle of the warehouse filled with containers, I saw a large pot on a traditional earthen stove. The dark, asphalt-like viscous liquid in the pot was burned until it bubbled, and hanging on the big pot
A man covered in bruises, with green blood flowing out of him, two iron claws pierced his bones and lifted him up in the air.
This young man was already dying, as if he was about to die, with so many wounds all over his body that they looked like rags.
"Come on, give our friends from China a boost of energy." Anbei Wanren sat on a bench 5 meters away from the cauldron, and Tong stood aside with his hands behind his back. Wearing a mask and skin
The torturer in an apron picked up a bucket of hot oil from the stove nearby and poured it all over the man in the air.
There was only a crackling sound, and the aroma of boiled meat slices filled the air. The man with smoke all over his body screamed and woke up. Only then did he realize that a circle of flesh-colored feathers appeared on the surface of this miserable man's skin.
, shaking the oil spots to disperse them, quickly reducing the pain in the body, which is quite miraculous.
"The Miemeng Bird is really an interesting monster from the Celestial Dynasty. It is protected by fleshy feathers, and its effects on all kinds of damage are directly halved. They said they couldn't kill you. I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems really magical!" Anbei Wanren said with a mouthful.
praised in fluent Chinese.
"Kill me..." the dying Miemengniao said in a voice as thin as a mosquito.
"As a monster, how can we give up our lives so easily? We must know that after we die, we cannot be reincarnated like lowly humans. When we die, we will disappear into ashes?" Anbeiwan said earnestly, "You said you, a
But as a little monster who has been practicing for 0 years, you are as immature as a human child. You still have a great future waiting for you, so why are you so harsh?
As long as you say a word, I can let you go and say that Diaogui Island is a footbath."
"Although I am a demon, I still have moral integrity. You can be shameless, but I can't. As you said, I am just a little demon who has practiced for 0 years. I can only do espionage work. I was arrested today.
My destiny is over. If you like, you can play for a little longer. I want to use pain to make the monster surrender. Are you a joke invited by the monkey?" Mie Mengniao said with disdain.
"This is your last chance. I'll count 3, 3..." An Beiwan counted out three fingers and just spit out a number. He stood next to him and rushed to the side with a step, pulling the Miemeng bird.
The rope was cut off, and the Mengming Bird fell into the hot pot that was lowered. What was boiling in the pot was the demon stone soup, which is a dangerous item that can quickly dissolve the body of monsters. It took less than 5 seconds for the Mengming Bird to fall into it.
He died. It was a happy death.
"What are you doing?" Anbei Wanwan stood there in a daze, holding up his remaining two fingers.
"Didn't you say count to 3?" Tong turned around and asked in confusion.
"I meant to count to 3, but I didn't say to take action when you count to 3!" An Beiwan said resentfully, "Please listen carefully before taking action, okay?"
At this moment, a handsome bodyguard with long hair reaching his waist walked up to him and slapped Tong on the face with his hand that turned into a ferocious ghost, causing her to fall to the ground immediately.
"You are a little mixed-race beast kept in captivity by humans. You can't even hear clearly and yet you dare to call yourself a monster... You and your mother are both pieces of mud that can't be held up." The long-haired man reprimanded with a ferocious look on his face.
"Hey! I know I was wrong!" Tong knelt in front of the man with ghost hands and put his head deeply on the ground to apologize.
"If an apology is useful, why do we need the police? Do you understand, you little half-breed beast?" The man with the ghost hand stepped on Tong's head without mercy, as if he was humiliating an enemy. He took it from his arms.
He took out a short knife and threw it in front of Tong, "For your mistake, cut off your finger."
"Hi!" Tong quickly picked up the knife with blood on the corner of his mouth, and already pressed a palm in front of the ghost-hand man.
"That's enough! We are all of the same race, why bother to harm the peace for a monster from the Celestial Dynasty." At the critical moment, the Anbeiwan man came out to smooth things over, and the ghost-hand man retreated.
"Are you okay?" Anbei Wanren stepped forward and helped Tong up. "Don't be so reckless next time. You are the daughter of the Snow Girl. You are the only one left in the Snow Girl lineage. You must cherish it."
Your own gifted life.”
"I understand." Tong wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth with her hand. Even in such an environment, she lurked and survived. Her strength was something that even Thirteen could never imagine.